Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.

Friday, July 24, 2009

clutch your fragrance to myself

in this timeless space,aeons away from youyour fragrance drenches meI clutch it tightlywrapping it around myselfand wonder as alwayshow does a simple thoughtbrings about your scent?"how and where in the world are mere speculations"

Wonderful, G.T. I can imagine a reminder such as a scent reminding a person of a loved one. Or how a thought can remind of the person now apart from you, down to his or her fragrance.Hang on to that ability, aeons is a long, long, time to remember. My sense of smell has been ruined but I can still identify a smell I associate with a wet puppy dog. It turns up every now and then and brings me back to my boyhood days and my puppy...

Amazing! How well you capture the human emotion of nostalgia that spring from the remembrance of an unique fragrance.. I love the way the fragrance "drenches", makes one "clutch" it tightly, and "wrap" it around oneself..

About Me

For someone who teaches mathematics, poetry comes easy. There are so many aspects about myself that are unknown even to me. Poetry is way to explore myself. Where it will lead me, I don't know. I don't want to know. I thrive on the unknown.